Puff, puff, puff.
Puff, Puff, Blow.
Well, Puff, puff, Really?
I didn't, Puff, Know!
©R.H.Elliott 1996
Author's Notes/Comments:
Yes I know one shouldn't for the various health risks to others and themselves. Yet in the hazy brown-grey of a city, let's face it, it couldn't make that much difference. Unless of course you only breathed out.
Ohhh! Just brilliant. Simply brilliant.
I like your blunt honesty of 'it couldn't really make much of a difference anyway.'
I repeat; brilliant!
Nice imagery..
Could see the whole picture through the haze of grey, smell the aroma of tobacco & hear the rhythm of the breathe.
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Gentle is the night♥